Page 74 of Merciless Union
Maxim kisses down my body, pulling my dress off as he goes until it finally lands in a heap on the floor. I’m in nothing but my panties. Maxim is looking at me so intensely, and I’ve never felt so exposed.
“Fuck,” he murmurs, trailing his hand from my breasts to my stomach. I inhale deeply at his touch.
“I’m ticklish,” I admit.
He rubs circles with his finger on my stomach, which makes me shift and laugh.
“Stop,” I say playfully. “It’s too much.”
He smiles. “Duly noted.”
His fingers then trail down to the edge of my panties. I watch him closely as he dips his fingers under the edge, then slowly pulls them down. I lift my hips, helping him get them off of me. Maxim doesn’t even look as he drops my underwear behind him.
I close my legs, suddenly self-conscious. All the times that Maxim took me before, he was behind me. He’s never looked at me like this, fully naked before him.
“Don’t be shy,” he says, placing a hand on each of my knees. “You can trust me, Arina. I won’t hurt you. I only want to show you pleasure.”
I nod, relaxing my legs as he pulls them apart, revealing all of me.
His eyes darken as they rake over the area between my legs.
“Maxim?” I ask as he kneels on the floor. “What are you doing?”
“Something I should have done on our wedding night.” He leans down to kiss my stomach. I gasp. Not stopping, Maxim trails his lips to my pubic mound.
I hold my body still as he kisses me there. My arousal is coating my folds, and I know he notices it.
Maxim growls as his lips kiss my folds. I gasp, my hips jerking. He grips my thighs, holding me in place.
“Maxim?”
“Just trust me.”
He licks up my entre slit, going from my folds to my clit. I cry out, gripping the blankets beneath me.
Maxim swipes his tongue over my clit, circling it. The sudden intense pleasure that shoots over me makes me light-headed.
I close my eyes, letting myself get lost in the moment. I didn’t even know this was something people did. My education of sex was pretty rudimentary growing up. The only thing I was taught was missionary.
I feel Maxim smile against me as he continues to kiss and lick my clit, down to my folds, and back up again. The deep growl he lets out makes me so wet, I’m almost embarrassed.
I can’t stop my hips from moving, matching the rhythm of his lips and tongue.
“Maxim,” I cry out as he pushes a finger inside me, stretching me. Between his finger and mouth, I feel like I might pass out.
Maxim nibbles on my clit as he moves his finger. Once his finger is inside of me, he curls it back, catching my pleasure spot. I gasp, trying to catch my breath, but Maxim makes is impossible.
He removes his finger, and I can’t help but pout.
“Patience,” he murmurs against me before resuming.
Maxim trails his lips down to my entrance, suddenly pushing his tongue inside me.
“Maxim!” I grip the back of his head. I can’t believe he has his tongue inside me. I could never have imagined that was a thing people did.
He pushes his tongue deeper into me as he circles my clit with his thumb. The pleasure in my core continues to grow, reaching new heights. I won’t last much longer.
Maxim growls as he pulls his tongue out, giving my folds a good lick. “You taste fucking incredible.”
